A poem about a man's revenge after the grave... |
Living a balanced life of love, pain, stress and happiness Often he resorted to the bitter emotion of angriness He loved to hate and at times hated to love A man who knew what he wanted when push came to shove He grew up with a normal childhood and a memorable teenage life He soon became a man, lived his dream and found his wife They exchanged vows and were destined to love to the end Until the man recieved a wound inside that would never mend His loving wife was not what she originally seemed Sleeping with his best friend, the friend became a fiend Bitter words and heartache followed The man with nothing left screamed, fell and cried in sorrow His life was crushed, his friend- a traitor, his wife was no longer for him His betraying friend was in fear of his ex-friend who was residing in the dark and dim In fear, confusion and chaos, the traitor pulled a gun upon his former friend The bullet seemed to end it all, but all did not end as the wife would intend A soul does not leave the Earth until his business is finished This was no exception, the spirit of the man would not diminish He would not go quietly into the darkness from this injustice and wrong The spirit ensured his vengeance would not be long The traitor and the wife went on without a care Putting the past behind them, no burdens they would bare Until the night of the soul's vengeance they would regret forever This one night would be their final moment and last tether The vengeful soul appeared in their bedroom with a look of revenge and hate The traitor reached for the door handle but he was too late He was struck down for good; an eternity in Hell ensued his life The wife filled with disbelief fell by the hand of her ex-husband and his knife The soul was now ready to proceed on with it's life The traitor in Hell and the same fate for his wife What's next for this soul? Heaven, Hell, Limbo- It might as well be up to a dice's roll But one thing was for sure, vengeance was sweet for this soul The End |